"Young master, Miss Su is here." The servant bowed his head and whispered something in Mo Huo's ear.

Mo Huo looked at Su Qingge's figure from the monitor, and with a mouse tune, he magnified the thing she had pinched in her hand, a check.

Last time, it was Ai's Enterprise, this time, Su Qingge, which president have you climbed on?

At that time, when he said 10 million liquidated damages, Qing Weichu was also present, so now Mo Huo can't play any tricks.

The door opened, and Su Qingge walked in calmly, no matter what, he definitely couldn't lose to him in terms of momentum, right?

She saw that there were only Mo Huo and Qing Weichu in the room, and it was estimated that Qing Weichu had just arrived, and the bag had not been put down yet.

Qing Weichu looked at Su Qingge carefully, and with sharp eyes, she saw Su Qing's singer pinching the check, hehe, there is a good show to watch now.

Mo Huo looked at Su Qingge indifferently, but in fact, his eyes were turbulent, and he couldn't wait to burn Su Qingge's calm face.

A message came from her subordinates, saying that Su Qingge really went to the bar, and I heard that it was the blues bar there at the end of early winter, heh, she really knew how to pick a place.

The hand was clenched, Mo Huo was a little hateful, she would rather go to the bar to sell. body, and does not want to be his mistress.

What does he want? casually recruited, there were a lot of fat and thin beauties, but he was just not convinced, Su Qingge, this woman, provoked him again and again, arousing his strong desire to conquer, he was even sarcastic and sarcastic, unscrupulous, but he still couldn't catch her.

Originally, he could have gotten her, and it was all that woman! Squinting, he looked at Qing Weichu, who was watching a good show, and his dead face was pestering himself, he really didn't know what this woman was thinking, she didn't just ask for what they needed.

"Young Master Mo, where is my mother?" Su Qingge stepped forward and asked bluntly. This man who once loved dearly... Scold...

"Hmph..."With a cold snort, Mo Huo looked at Su Qingge with unclear eyes, and clapped his palms with a "snap".

A servant brought Su Qingge's mother out, Su Qingge hurriedly turned his eyes, and saw that his mother's face was haggard, her eyes were blank, and her state was more serious than when she was separated from herself a year ago.

It's all her fault...

Mother raised her head, and the moment she saw Su Qingge, a glimmer of light flashed in her godless eyes, "Yue'er..."

Yue'er? Mo Huo's pupils shrank? Looking at Su Qingge, did this woman hide something from him?

Su Qingge only had his mother left in his eyes, and he didn't look at Mo Huo's gaze at all.

Stretching out her hand, she quickly helped her mother over, and her eyes flashed with the weak side that she had never seen even with Mo Huo.

It's like a child who has been greatly wronged, but has always endured it until he meets his own dependence, and then shows his weak side.

She held her mother, watching her mother cover her stomach with one hand, while the other hand clutched her hand without saying anything, her heart was really sore.

Her stomach hurts so much, it hurts to death, she has to stretch out a hand to grab herself, and she... She didn't even know she was sick.

Mo Huo looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel chills in his heart, even if he was with himself, Su Qingge didn't have the expression that flashed before, unhappy, extremely unhappy!

This bastard woman really doesn't want anything for her mother! Scold!